Skylerism: computer

Skyler, coming up the stairs: "Daaa-ad! Daaa-ad!!"

M: "Hey, Buddy, what can I help you with? Dad's out working on the car."

S: "Um, you can't help me. You don't know how. I need Dad."

M: "Well, try me. What do you need help with?"

S, exasperated: "Ugh! Mom, you can't fix computer keys, can you? I need Dad."

M: "I don't know, MAYBE I can! We won't know unless you let me try, right?"

S: "Okay Mom, I'll give you ONE chance, but if you don't fix it on this chance, I'm going to get Dad. He can have as many chances as he needs."

M: "Well, thank you for your faith in me and for letting me have once chance."

I totally freaking fixed that computer key.

Skyler sitting happily at the computer as it loads up.

M, whispering in his ear: "Skyler. Skyler. Who totally fixed the computer key all by herself? Who did it? Who did it?"

S, a huge dimpled sheepish grin spreading across his face: "You did it, Mom (chuckles). You're the best Mom ever!"